If it were before, her Rufeng just used the words of the young man as a joke, but now this words have become the last straw that will crush the camel.

She hated her, a huge hatred she had never had before.

She had been extremely naive before, thinking that even if she was a slave, she had less ability to be reincarnated than others. She really loved Jun Yanqing as her biological sister, but how did this so-called biological sister treat her?

A little trick was almost half her life!

Jun Yanqing's eyes were so gloomy that she would never forget in her life. She had already penetrated into her bones and could not escape or get rid of them.

"Why, my body is better?" Jun Yanqing took a few steps and arrived at Ru Feng's bedside lying on the bed. He sat down. Seeing Ru Feng's expression that seemed no longer sick, he said, and his words meant caring, but the cold eyes were not at all concerned.

More things are disdain and coldness, and even a little bit of unknown hatred.

"Master, Master." Ru Feng saw Jun Yanqing who was getting closer and closer to him, the fear that had not faded before climbed up from his heart again. She still cherished her life, but now she had to swallow her revenge. Only in the end can it be brewed into a storm, so that those who should do this would be able to suffer the retribution they deserved.

"You can survive because I want to leave a mark that I want to leave. Let that person discover earlier that he has the opportunity to return to God earlier. Don't ruin my God's affairs, otherwise, I will let you taste all the various ways of death." Jun Yanqing said, and stepped forward to hook Ru Feng's chin, which had already lost a lot of weight, and the viciousness on his face became a little bit more.

She is no longer the noble and glorious god, but just a soul that survives by relying on other people's skin. Under the Reincarnation Platform, many magic tricks of the gods will be suppressed, not to mention that the one who enters the Reincarnation Platform is only a small part of her soul. If there is a huge noise, she will definitely provoke the demon world. The demon king Lingli, who is the most difficult to mess with in the gods and demons, still doesn't want to provoke.

After a while, I had to think of the way to let my soul enter the stage of reincarnation.

She hated Xifeng, so even if she was reincarnation, she would make this woman not have a good ending.

Now she is the one who controls her body, how can she make this woman worse than death? This is how she does it. Didn’t Xifeng be respected by thousands of people? She wants her reincarnation to be despised, and even the people she trusts most are holding a grudge against her.

In this way, she can comfort her a little bit.

They are all rare goddesses in the divine world, so why did she give her the opportunity to take advantage of everything? Even the extremely cold-hearted gods were willing to take a look at her. She was not convinced, and she endured everything, but why did she even compete with her for that person?

She knew that the God Lord had a very deep entanglement with this Xifeng, and even if they had experienced reincarnation, they would still be involved.

It is the easiest thing to meet the God Lord when you enter this body.

The divine realm cannot be confused. Even if she enters the mortal world under the stage of reincarnation, no one can control her. Originally, there is still someone in this mortal world who can be compared with her, but Bai Liuji is also confused at this moment. It is rare to want to come back after entering the divine realm.

Ru Feng was confused when he said this.

Thinking carefully, the Lord should not treat her like this, and with this sentence without any end, could it be that the Lord was caught by this disgusting thing?

As he recited this, Ru Feng's eyes changed from resentment to deep fear. If so, the master would be afraid that there would be a lot of danger, but he didn't know how long he had been mourning here.

But if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have known that she had so much resentment towards Jun Yanqing, and this time, she was just blamed on all these resentments.

"But I feel that I hate the wrong person? But don't worry, I will let you continue to hate. I have read a lot of plays and notes. Sisters are jealous and thought about each other, which is also interesting." As she said that, she made a gesture, making Ru Feng fall asleep. After waking up, she would forget everything, but remember what the so-called "Jun Yanqing" did to her that night.

She was bleeding and in pain. She wanted to let Ru Feng experience all this in this dream.

In this way, this hatred can penetrate into the bone marrow and make her never dare to forget it, and she will never have any thoughts of forgiveing ​​Jun Yanqing.

It's a big deal, but it's no wonder that she is. If she really wants to find the source, it's just a strange thing. If Jun Yanqing shouldn't be the soul of Xifeng, she wouldn't be like this. Everything is destiny and cannot be violated.

"I have to pay back all the things you raised on me back then!" He chewed the words viciously, "Jun Yanqing" sneered. Step by step, she wanted to see the extraordinary God of Xifeng, who was making a living for her, step by step, and struggled in pain. And she naturally wanted to take her luck and live a life of only envying the mandarin ducks but not the immortals with the God. Jun Yanqing had to shivering in this corner and end up in depression.

The white cheeks under the cuffs of the magnolia were gently embroidered with magnolia, and Rufeng's white cheeks were flashing, one after another. There was no idea when the wind blew outside the window, and the wind blew the sycamore trees in the yard, rolling down many sycamore leaves, flying in the air.

Jun Yanqing felt that she had a very long dream. In the dream, she seemed to be another person, and she was full of joy. The man took her to put on lanterns and watch the play. There was joy between them, but soon there was another scene. It was the same man. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he always felt that he was an extremely handsome person in his heart. He said in a cold voice that he had planned for himself. He said that being with you was just for the tribe.

Then the man left, and with the drizzling rain, he was wearing a lilac brocade dress with moon-white tassel pendant around his waist, half a bunch of black hair on his jade crown, and his hands with distinct joints held an umbrella embroidered with a large red flower, quietly disappeared from the corner of the street in the mist and rain.

The rain was still drizzling, falling along the eaves on the bluestone slabs, rolling up splashes of water.
Chapter completed!